You've got to shake your fists at lightning now - Joni Mitchell 2002

Goodevening everyone! I am now in Lamar, Colorado,after a slow start this morning I've managed to cycle 160kms ,the first 50 were a bit strange because I was cycling parallel with a thunderstorm as long as it kept its distance then I was weary but okay! Yesterday was a little bit annoying because my new mobile broke and felt a little helpless without my new toy!!The positive thing about it is that I suddenly realized how much enjoy taking pictures,I wasn't that interested before the trip,so now ..I'm already looking for a cheap digital camera ...I'll see what happens. Anyway I spent about 5 hours checking out various mobiles and am now in possesion of a cheap pink one and it seems to work ok.I tried to leave Garden city yesterday evening but was confronted with yet another heavy storm and this time it was a mixture of wind ,thunder,lightning and hale......so I stayed put.The weather is pretty freaky sometimes......is this all about global warming ? England are doing pretty well in the second test match at Lords so there is a good chance they'll win....you are all very welcome to look at BBC cricket on my blog and then this could also be a discussion point!? I'll try and get to Pueblo tomorrow...weather providing.... Have a nice weekend!


Judgement of the Moon and Stars 2002- Joni Mitchells sang til Ludwig Beethoven
No tongue in the bell
And the fishwives yell
But they might as well be mute
So you get to keep the pictures
That don't seem like much
Cold white keys under your fingers
Now you're thinking
That's no substitute
It just don't do it
Like the song of a warm, warm body
Loving your touch
In the court they carve your legend
With an apple in its jaw
And the women that you wanted
They get their laughs
Long silk stockings
On the bedposts of refinement
You're too raw
They think you're too raw
It's the judgement of the moon and stars
Your solitary path
Draw yourself a bath
Think what you'd like to have
For supper
Or take a walk
A park
A bridge
A tree
A river
Revoked but not yet cancelled
The gift goes on
In silence
In a bell jar
Still a song ...
You've got to shake your fists at lightning now
You've got to roar like forest fire
You've got to spread your light like blazes
All across the sky
They're going to aim the hoses on you
Show 'em you won't expire
Not till you burn up every passion
Not even when you die
Come on now You've got to try
If you're feeling contempt
Well then you tell it
If you're tired of the silent night
Jesus, well then you yell it
Condemned to wires and hammers
Strike every chord that you feel
That broken trees
And elephant ivories
Conceal